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[washitaway]

[When the feed starts, it’s on an empty suite, showing a slept-on couch, a clean kitchen, and a very snazzy guitar. Astute viewers will recognize it as Booker DeWitt’s guitar. And his suite. Off-screen, voices can be heard.]

C’mon. You just have to ask. It’ll take five seconds. [That would be Elizabeth, apparently back to living with Booker in his suite. It’s a far cry from when we last left our heroes.]

I don’t see why I have to show my ugly mug to half the city, though. [Booker’s voice is lower, but actually not slurred with drink for once. Apparently, Elizabeth being back has sobered him up considerably.]

Because, [Elizabeth begins patiently,] it was your idea, and you need to ask. No one’s going to hate you, and you are not ugly, don’t say that. If you wanted to do an audio-only- y’know, like a voxophone- you should have said something before. Now go sit and ask!

[Very reluctantly, Booker walks into view of the screen and sits down, looking rather abashed. He’s also looking cleaner, fresher and more sober than he has in weeks. He just shaved yesterday, folks, it’s a miracle. Elizabeth trails along behind him, looking quite proud of herself. But she won’t be taking her eyes off of Booker, until the message has been sent. It’ll be a long time before she trusts him with something even like that.]

Anybody know of nice restaurants around here? Um. The rich sort. I had a bit of a windfall recently and. Well, I’m just wondering. Any that might seem like they could be Parisian?

[He frowns and turns back to where Elizabeth is standing, shrugging as if to say ‘do you have anything else to add?’]

[Why, yes, she does, how kind of you to ask, Booker. Actually, at the mention of the restaurant in question being vaguely Parisian, Elizabeth, brightens up considerably. When he’s done, she wraps him in a quick hug, then turns to the screen.] Thank you so much in advance! [And then, back to Booker, almost a whisper as she reaches for the control panel.] And thank you, dad.

[The feed switches off.]

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[mythically]

A friend of mine gave me a list of restaurant recommendations. The Fire Sector's probably you're best bet.

But I think you'll hit more on fusion than Parisian.

[beunbroken]

I figured. [Unless one of the Amis has opened up a restaurant, which she doubts.] But, it's always worth the shot, right? [She glances over at Booker.]

[mythically]

( oh wow typos, sorry about that. )

I'd like to think so, yes.

Were you after any dishes in particular? The cooks here might be able to recreate them, even if they aren't entirely familiar.

[beunbroken]

Well, I've never even been to France, [Elizabeth admits sheepishly, and it's not like her captors back on Monument Island had been particularly lenient when it came to fostering her desire to break free of her cage.] so we were kinda... hoping for something new.

[washitaway]

[Squint.]

What's 'fusion'?

[mythically]

A meal cooked with inspiration from multiple cuisines. Italian pasta with Thai sauces, for instance.

It's not typical to my home, but Americans are fond of the concept.

( and she's something of a foodie, so. )

[washitaway]

[His brows furrow slightly in a 'that's weird' kinda way.]

None of the Americans I know.

[But he says that almost to himself, another wry acknowledgement or reminder that most of the people here are most emphatically not from the same time as him.]

Elizabeth's always wanted to go to Paris. I guess I was hopin' we could find some French food here. Next best thing, right?

[grigio]

[Before Raleigh left, he and Jules spent a lot of time wandering around various restaurants, making notes of which ones they liked and which ones they didn't.

Julie's kept them written down.]

I can give you a list of recommendations. Plus, there's the place Jack sent me for my birthday. That place is pretty stellar. Might be what you're looking for.

[beunbroken]

[Julie, Elizabeth owes you so much, for taking care of her and putting up with her, and generally just being the best friend in the entire universe.]

Really? Oh, Julie! I'd love that! Thank you so much!

[grigio]

No problem, darling. Anything for one of my favorite people. And...I'm really happy you two are talking again. I was about to get all in your face about it.

[Seriously. She had a speech planned and everything. It was going to be full of 'what ifs' and guilt.

Maybe not so much with the guilt since Julie's not good with that sort of thing. She is good with maps, though, and here. Right here. It's a downloadable copy of Julie and Raleigh's restaurant map. Complete with star ratings ranging from one to five.]


Got that?

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[denyamenti]

[ Bakura smiles brightly at the camera, because this is exactly the kind of saccharine display that would prompt his host to comment. ]

That's very good of you, sir. You two look like you're very close.

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[washitaway]

I, uh. Guess so. [It's complicated, okay?]

Long story.

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[beunbroken]

[Very complicated. Elizabeth has no idea that this is the guy who was very much up for killing Booker]

It really is. Not one I'm completely comfortable revealing over the network, I'm sure you understand, Ryou.

[iguanasolution]

[This is the kind of display that makes him miss his mother. And his father a bit, even if the closest he got to spending father and son time with him was the yelling he had for weeks inside his head.]

I know a couple of nice places in the water sector, but you have be really adventurous to try them. They like weird tastes... otherwise I've heard the fire sector is pretty good for these kind of things.

[Even if he never goes there.]

[beunbroken]

Well, I'm pretty adventurous, I'd like to say. [Elizabeth is all about adventure. Anything that involves exploring and getting her feet wet is okay by her.]

Fire sector. That seems... appropriate, somehow. Thank you, Frank!

[washitaway]

You're not gonna make me eat bugs or snails or frogs, are you?

[iguanasolution]

[A grin] Whatever you do, don't taste the sea prunes. They are- their taste is hard to explain, but I only know of one man who likes them and he isn't even human.

[washitaway]

Fire does seem the most likely. That's where a lot of well-to-dos are.

[He only knows it from making deliveries there.]

Appreciate the help.

[He is not as adventurous as Elizabeth, not when it comes to food, anyway. Though he will try anything she asks him to probably.]

[iguanasolution]

You're welcome, sir. Your daughter offered to help me learn a language for free, so this is pretty much the least I can do.

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[andaway]

Is it him, Elisabeth?

[Yeah no, not really his business but after the way the girl had been when he'd last talked to her he wants to know.]

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[beunbroken]

[Elizabeth bites her lips anxiously the second Clark appears on the screen. Swallowing thickly, she nods, her jaw tense.]

But we're okay now.

[Mostly.]

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[washitaway]

[Booker's eyes narrow a little at the screen, sensing the sudden tension. He's never seen or spoken to this guy before that he knows of, so it must be something Elizabeth told him.

Oh, good.]

Is it who?

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[bludhavenknight]

[Last time he saw him on the network... well. Things weren't exactly going well, and that was being nice about it. So this is definitely a good thing to see right now.]

I don't know if you guys want any repeat restaurant recommendations, I think everyone already covered the really good ones. Though, if you want a recommendation for an okay restaurant, I have a few of those. [You're doing good, bar friend. You're doing good.]

[video]

[washitaway]

The more recommendations, the better it must be, right?

[Yes hi bar friend this is his daughter Elizabeth. She's AMAZING and back with him!!!]

[video]

[beunbroken]

Right. [She's here, backing up Booker. Because restaurants. And then maybe she can come up with some to go to with Pavel on future dates.]